Last year there was some confusion where to post, if I recall correctly....so I took the liberty.
I'll post my report here later.
Last year there was some confusion where to post, if I recall correctly....so I took the liberty.
I'll post my report here later.
Thanks for that as I was looking for it.
Just back and full report will have to go elsewhere.
BUT got to the tour of Britain after parking the car 8 miles away and I was hungry. I had left home at 5am and it was now 8. The Staff at the signing on desk had bought coffee from "Costa Coffee" and they said it was not good and expensive. But we were not far from Charing Cross station and next door to Charing Cross is "Villiers St." One of the noted places in London to find good restaurants and Cafes that are not part of a chain. So I walked there- no-way was I going to ride that bike. 1/2 way up on the right and I saw the cafe I wanted. A Greek patisserie that sold coffee and I asked for a slice of their Apple PIE. Which one?- Apple and cinnamon is the best but there are some others. I Took the Apple and cinnamon. Got back to the bike and It was still warm. The scent of it wafting over my adjacents fellow riders made them hungry and they suddenly dissapeared - only to come back with their pie.
I might like my Cafe on the seafront at Eastbourne But this apple PIE was superb. The fruit was cooked to perfection and the spices mixed into it made it even better- and the Pastry-----
Pic attached but I was a bit busy this morning as I will explain on another post.
How long was I in the army? Five foot seven.
Since I live about 15 miles from Marie Callender's, that seemed to be an obvious pie stop. So, off I went for a mid-morning pie run. I ate blueberry pie, of course, since that is the official pie of the day.
And happy Talk Like A Pirate Day, me hearties ...
Nora wanted to ride with me on the pie ride on a ride we could both do comfortably.
There is a McD's right on the trail - Cherry Pie and Ice Cream!!
Our first stop on our pie ride. I rode my heavy "utility road bike" to make it more fair for Nora on her hybrid.
On the way back - Parker Barker Days - 100's of dogs get to celebrate the pool closing for the season!!
Our world-class skate park teaching kids a different way of bicycling. Lessons today.
This guy fell:
A little football practice. Yes, we have artificial turf on our rec fields:
And the mileage:
I managed to get a goat head flat - right through the Armadillos. I had JUST put a new tube in. So, I splurged and walked 2 blocks to the bike shop and had THEM fix it. I never do that, but I am tired of fixing flats! Especially Armadillos - they are killers.
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Winslow, AZ Pie Run 2009
Where better to start?
And end (sort of)
We had to double back to our restaurant (Triple-R) for brunch - They were OUT OF PIE!
Strawberry Jam between slices of Rye Toast was a poor substitute...
Nanette assures me there WILL be blueberry pie when she returns from Flagstaff!
The difference between "Bold" and "Stupid"
is often measured by the severity of your injuries.
63 yr old MTB newbie and his lovely bride
His: '08 Roubaix S-Works, ''11 Stumpjumper FSR Comp, '11 TriCross Comp, '11 Globe SS with Brooks B-17W saddle
Hers:'08 Ruby Pro, '11 Safire FSR Comp, '11 TriCross Comp, '11 Skinny Benny SS with Brooks B-17 saddle
Theirs: '10 Breezer 3-speed commuter
I rode 82 miles and climbed 9300' (9000' in 57 miles) with NealH today. I had a chicken salad sandwich, first solid food of the day after the ride, but no pie (yet). 6:10 ride time.
Went to Ft DeSoto Park and came out to the Gulf Coast to find a good bakery - Came to a great Italian Bakery La Casa del Pane and had a portion of some great Strawberry Cream Pie. Just the camera was left in the car. :-( perhaps I'll fair a bit better in 2010.
We did our Pie Ride along the canal they call 'Erie",
I didn't ride alone, I rode with my Deary.
All along the towpath we were quite the team,
Our reward, Hot Dutch Apple Pie A'La Mode smothered in fresh Whipped Cream.
The bike prior to the ride...
The bike at the restaurant....
A stop along the way....
MAP OF THIS WORKOUT
iMapMyRide Sep 19, 2009 2:58 PM
Location Hammonton, New Jersey
Route Type bike ride
Distance 15.56 mi.
As the official pie of the Pie Ride is Blueberry and the Blueberry is the official fruit of the state of New Jersey, TheMister and I decided to plan a ride through Hammonton. He used the internet to plot the course. We loaded up the bikes and drove there and decided to drive the course first because neither of us are familiar with the area. As is usually the case when TheMister and I undertake things together, a short dispute ensued regarding the route. It was basically flat roads through the woods that weren't particularly scenic. We compromised on a route that encompassed a winery and some actual blueberry fields.
The stop at the winery was disappointing. We had planned to to have a glass of, what else, blueberry wine, (which I imagine would taste much like cough syrup but I was willing to give it a go.) You could not buy it by the glass. You could taste it if you bought a bottle, but as I am not confident enough in my stability as a rider to have carried the bottle on the rest of the trip,(see photos of platform pedals) we nixed it. I had a photo taken in front of the beautiful winery, however, the photo made me appear as if I had already partaken of several glasses of wine so I nixed that, too.
We continued on the ride, past the blueberry fields and on to the cafe. It was called Penza's Pies and it was a farm market and cafe. I posed with bike in front of a cart of mums and a large sign that boasted that they sold "Bodacious Blueberry Pies". Too nerdy to post. We went in and I was thrilled to see it was really a quaint cafe with a lovely selection of pies. We were quickly told the dining room was closed and we had to eat outside. I'm not sure if it was the bike shorts, the helmet hair, or that they were actually closing, but I was a little put off. Moreover, I saw stacks of china plates and heavy coffee mugs yet we were given paper plates and plastic forks. Not the best presentation and I quickly realized that I could, in no way, compete with Stapfam's '07 pie photo. However, the blueberry crumb pie was incredibly good, as was the coffee. We finished the ride and found a sign that indicates that Hammonton actually is the Blueberry Capital of the world, not the Blueberry Capital of the UNIVERSE as I reported earlier. Sorry for the misinformation. All in all we had a good day and I was glad we did it.
Got the ride in - a nice relaxed 19 mile loop from north to south and back with a little side trip into each of our little coastal valleys. No pie though (I'm actually saving myself for some French pastry tonight with Rosh Hashanah dinner. Don't ask). Besides, if I had to skip either the ride or the pie, it's a no-brainer for me.
'13 Felt Z3 - '08 Jamis Aurora Elite - ('07 Giant OCR C2)
Well after walking with Mom and my brother in a Memory Walk to raise money for Alzheimer's research I got home and thought where to ride and get some real pie after last weeks test with the hostess pie. I started riding and stopped at a few places where I could go in and see if they had pie and still keep a eye on my bike. Noone had pie so off I went. I thought about a local golf course tht has a public restaurant that has good reviews and stopped in and sure enough pie!
Lemon Meringue Pie.
total ride was 38.66 and the weather was beautiful!!! So was the draft beer!
Ok, mission complete. I had some blackberry cobbler for dessert. My daughter had the chocolate silk pie.
Hey, no one told me you could have beer, too!
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We had guests over this morning, who were late and then stayed late. I was going to put in a 34 mile ride to the M&M Cafe in Monticello, WI. But the guests left so late that I didn't think I could get there before they closed. So I drove 8 miles to the next trail stop and rode from there.
Beautiful ride in mid-70s temps and early fall foliage. Up the long, slight slope to and through the trail tunnel and down to Monticello.
I actually had two pies, a quiche pie for lunch followed by their home-made award-winning Amish Creme pie. It was delicious.
Then back up and through the tunnel again. I think I put in 18-20 miles ... no computer on my Rans Stratus.
Here's the recipe for the Amish Creme pie ... it was published in the April 2003 issue of "Midwest Living" magazine.
I made productive use of our guests late arrival - cleaned & lubed my bike, installed lights & a small bag to hold a cell phone, cash, mini-tool set. etc.
"Too often I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen." Louis L'Amour
There are two types of road bikers: bikers who are faster than me, and me. Bruce Cameron - Denver Post
My GF and I rode on the Coronado Strand, and intended to have our pie at the Marie Callendar's on Coronado Island, but we missed it. So we're having pie for desert tonight after a dinner at the City Deli. We got in about 15.5 miles on a beautiful sunny day with views the San Diego skyline.
As you can see, I was impatient for the PIE!
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Got in a nice 35 miler today but had to go the grocery store to get pie which I will be enjoying now.
"It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for someone you love". Blazeman, Warrior Poet
11 Giant Talon 1, 10 Masi 3VC, 08 Long Haul Trucker, 08 Felt Curbside, 99 Specialized Allez
I had training in St. Pete early this week so wife went with me and we got in a couple of nice rides at Passagrille Beach where we stayed for two nights. We had key lime pie Monday night at Sea Critters and on Tuesday evening we had key lime pie at the Hurricane restaurant. Both were delicious. We went for a nice ride this evening on the Withlacoochee trail but decided we already had enough pie this week.
Rode 26.7mi., a tune up for Bridge to Bridge tomorrow, weather permitting. Came home to freshly baked cinnamon rolls, MADE FROM SCRATCH, by my two daughters. It was their first attempt, and pretty darn good! Not pie, but I ate one none the less
The Ozark Roadies observed the official holiday as well, and we rode a new route for the group.
We started at the Visitor Center at Hobbs State Park, which is several miles east of the population centers of northwest Arkansas. I meant to shoot a pic of the visitor center and failed to do so. It is a fairly new structure and is impressive. If you're in this neck of the woods, you should go and see it.
Here we are gathering in the parking lot before the ride. There were 14 of us today. We had a rider from Mountain Home join us today. That's quite a drive.
Unfortunately, the weather was less than desirable... overcast, which turned into a steady drizzle. Given the sorry weather, I didn't do a lot of shooting today.
We rode east from the visitor center on Highway 12 to Clifty, AR, where we took Highway 127 and looped back around to Highway 12.
Following our return to the center, we went to the War Eagle Mill for lunch. Some of us rode our bikes to the Mill, and some took their vehicles.
This is an old photo of the Mill. There is an underflow waterwheel in the War Eagle Creek on the side of the mill which drives a stone grist mill. The restaurant is on the third floor. As I understand it, there has been a mill in this location since around the 1860s.
Here is our group chowing down at the Bean Palace on the third floor of the mill. The fare included smoked turkey sandwiches, ham sandwiches, cole slaw, beans and cornbread, and of course, PIE.
And here it is... blackberry cobbler and coffee.... mmm good!
And here are ArkansasGal and your humble reporter in the process of consuming said cobbler.
After lunch, we rode a couple of miles south of the mill and up a couple of hills to check out the view from above the War Eagle valley. About half way up and just slightly to the left of the pine tree on the right hand side of the photo is a little tan spot. That's a cow in the pasture waaaaay down there in the valley.
After viewing the panorama, we rode back to the visitor center and called it a day. Here are my buddy Jeff and me about half way back to the center. The Hobbs park features road cycling, mountain biking, hiking, fishing in nearby Beaver Lake, hunting, and a ***** range. What's not to like!
Total mileage for the day was 33 miles. With the exception of the sorry weather, it was a good ride. We welcomed some new riders to our group, saw some beautiful Ozark scenery, and ate pie!
Tomorrow is my pie ride day - will get'er done then. But just so you cut me some slack - here is what I did today. Today was my annual CPR training course, I did it up in the Adirondacks. I also finally completed my assault on Peaked Peak - I have tried to climb this mountain 4 times but either due to late starts or companions that could not do the climb - it was aborted. Today I was alone, got an early enough start (12:30 PM - after the class and a quick lunch). Here are some of the pics. The hike took 4 1/2 hours.
The hike starts on 13th lake in the Adirondack park - an absolutely beautiful spot. What you don't see in the picture is a loon that was lurking in the background - I was trying to get a shot of her.
After about an hour of hiking you can finally see the top of peaked mountian
As you hike a bit further you get to Peaked pond which is high up but in a valley between the peaks
You then scramble to the top of the peak, which involves a lot of rock climbing, searching for hand and foot holds, etc. When at the very top you find the survey mark:
And the views are incredible. Here is the view down to peaked pond
And the view of the terrain you just hiked over
If you see a patch of blue in between the folds on the mountain - that is 13th lake, where the hike started. You had to pass the marshes and beaver ponds you see in the picture and hike beside a rushing stream up the mountains - which has very nice waterfalls and pools. On the hike up I saw hawks, chip munks, signs of bears, beaver dams (and freshly fallen trees - by busy beavers). I love to tak pictures of mushrooms/fungi and I got some rather unique colors on some of these as well.
Tomorrow will be the pie ride - I promise.
Now would this be a nice location for a 50+ gathering?
"Of all the things I ever lost I miss my mind the most." Mark Twain
If all you have is a hammer, every problem looks like a nail.
I rode too long of a ride today, so I got myself 2 pieces of pie!
On the left, coconut cream pie, and apple to the right.
My ride, 91.91 miles, from Hutchinson to Stafford, KS, then back. Most of the ride was on KS HWY 50, which has nice, wide smooth shoulders...until you cross over into Stafford county. The shoulders are (much) less than perfect over there.
I have a lot more pics that I'll add later. I'm just too tired to resize another picture right now.
Oh yeah, the coconut cream pie was fantastic. The apple was pretty good too.
(edited to add...)
OK, here's the whole story.
I started riding about 9AM. On the way out of Hutch, I returned a couple of DVDs and went through the bank drive thru to get some cash.
I crossed the Arkansas river and entered South Hutchinson (that's the name of the town. It's not the south end of Hutchinson. It's a separate town called South Hutchinson) I thought I'd be slick and take a different route so I wouldn't have to go on the hwy entry ramp. My bright idea didn't work out, because the road changed from pavement, to packed gravel, to loose sand, at which point I turned around and headed for the on ramp. But I did see this interesting site on my detour...
Hutch and South Hutch were built on the salt industry. Here's what lies underneath us. I think the deposit is some 500 feet thick in places, and covers many square miles of area.
Leaving South Hutch, I headed onto Hwy 50 towards Pleasantview, an Amish community. Here's where I eventually ended up getting pie'd.
Heading west again, I thought this site was cool enough to waste some digital space on. Glad I took the picture. Along with salt industry, there's agriculture and oil too.
There's a long bridge with narrow shoulders on HWY 50 I detoured around, and when I rejoined 50, I saw these wildflowers. This pic is taken looking at HWY 50 heading east.
The shoulders on 50 are smooth and wide. Until you cross the line into Stafford county. They get pretty rough there, and I think that's why I'm hurting today. I was doing good until all the bumps and cracks and vibrations shook me up.
After a little over 3 hours of riding I made it to Stafford KS. I pulled into the truck stop and grabbed a liter of sweet tea (for the caffeine and sugar) and a liter of Powerade. And a package of 20 or so fig newtons. I drank all the tea and some of the Powerade, and ate half of the Newtons. There are tables inside, in front of the windows where I sat, watched my bike, ate, drank, and recovered. This was my turn around point, 47 miles ridden so far.
I took the rest of my Powerade and added it to the water in my bottle. When I started rolling my bike, I found this little surprise.
I'd picked up a piece of wire from a tire's steel belt. I was going to patch the hole, but decided to just use my new tube. Fixing the flat was good practice, and extended my break a little. It's all good.
Here's a view of the Stafford grain elevator, directly to the west of the truck stop. The birds must have found some spilled grain there, cause they were thick.
The ride back to Hutch was uneventful. When I hit mile 70 or thereabouts, I hit the wall. I lost my mental edge (like I have any to start with!), became just a bit wobbly on the bike, and was hurting all over. From then on, it was just one pedal stroke after another. It wasn't because I was dehydrated-I drank enough throughout the ride that I had to take several "pit" stops along the way. And I ate plenty along the way-3 pieces of whole grain bread with honey, a pint of OJ, my truck stop goodies, and I had a good breakfast before I started. I guess 70 miles (or 5hours) is the limit of my comfort zone when it comes to riding.
I felt so rough that I passed the pie place on purpose. I just didn't feel up to stopping again. I just wanted to be home.
Finally, I made it home, stretched, and changed clothes. After a rest, I drove to the Dutch Kitchen to get my well deserved slices of pie. Next time, I'm just going to get a whole coconut cream pie. I'm drooling right now remembering how good it was.
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